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outsidaz - fuck y'all niggaz كلمات الأغنية

feat. rah digga

[intro: rah digga]
yeah, rah digga once again, about to set it on n-ggas
representing for all my b-tches across the globe
ladies we gon’ set it one time, c’mon…

[chorus 1: rah digga]
say f-ck y’all n-ggas (f-ck y’all n-ggas)
everyone of y’all n-ggas (everyone of y’all n-ggas)
don’t trust y’all n-ggas (don’t trust y’all n-ggas)
f-ck all y’all n-ggas (f-ck all y’all n-ggas)

[rah digga]
all my b-tches that had it up to here
we about to make changes coming in the new year
say f-ck y’all n-ggas (f-ck y’all n-ggas)
don’t trust y’all n-ggas (don’t trust y’all n-ggas)
stayin’ up in the game give all these lazy f-ckers
trife -ss strife with all them wack baby mothers
f-ck y’all n-ggas (f-ck y’all n-ggas)
everyone of y’all n-ggas (everyone of y’all n-ggas)
let’s take their bail money, make it hair and nail money
chanel money, nike and adidas sh-ll money
b-tches ’bout to shut down your whole line of gang
gasp! thinking you gon’ put some sh-t in money
it goes with other women shoe kinda fitting
suck a n-gga’s friend, tell his man like he hit it
lying on your d-ck, blow your spot, oh well
bunch of bum -ss n-ggas can’t even cop hotels

[chorus 1]

[chorus: young zee]
f-ck y’all b-tches (f-ck y’all b-tches)
f-ck all y’all b-tches (f-ck all y’all b-tches)
i don’t trust y’all b-tches (don’t trust y’all b-tches)
so f-ck y’all b-tches (f-ck y’all b-tches)

[young zee]
on my room ceiling, i got mad mirrors built-in
so when i f-ck you you’re gon’ feel like you’re at the hilton
fake dime hoes, you give ’em alizé
you can smell their tongues from a hundred miles away
y’all lame gucci b-tches (fake gucci b-tches)
stink coochie b-tches (stink coochie b-tches)
my n-ggas pop girls up in back of zee’s truck
but we ain’t going nowhere till after we f-ck
cause ??? we might not touch, how that sounding?
i don’t give a f-ck if a b-tch come in growling (starve!)
tell your girls ‘f-ck every one of us’
y’all hoes can eat till your motheruckin’ stomach bust
drop your drawers, come slop my b-lls
you’ll get a trip going straight to the mall and i…
let your pretty -ss run loose
and go distract the cops while your -ss go boost!

[chorus 1]

[chorus 2]

[chorus 1]

[chorus 2]

- outsidaz

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